REVIEWS"The Whole Bolivian Army proves to be a cohesive rock band that expertly stirs impressive elements of production, emotional expression and practiced musicianship into each of their songs. Their latest offering, Be, extends the Army's assault with electric/ acoustic guitar transitions, heavy mood adjustments and just enough angst to keep things interesting." — IndieMusicReview.com, Fall 2001

"This is the fifth recording by The Whole Bolivian Army and it's had the same effect on me that the previous four did... I slap it into my CD machine regularly. Be continues TWBA's penchant for writing lyrics that allow you to interpret the songs for your own pleasure, while being carried along by solid, hypnotic arrangements. Mary Beth Kite's silky smooth vocals lure you into the web of the band's tight, rhythmic arrangements." — Wayne Ellis, The Every Other Weekly, May 17-30, 2001

Be

there was a time when… misery there was a man who… mystery I wanna be that one for you I wanna be…

Tree Surgeons

there go the tree surgeons it's time for carnival whether to be the one who sings with rusty blades this fall just take a look at each man's hands the hands that cut us down they're the same hands that pull you close the hands that lift your gown

hey now, hey-ee-yeah hey now, hey-ee-yeah

just look at me my hands are open wide can't get them clean can't let the seconds slide our bed is free my arms are open wide just look at me my arms are open wide

there may come a day when stilts are all we've got when the trees won't fall for us when we leave the mills to rot we'll raise the big top, baby raise and gather 'round we'll trade our chainsaws in and build a better town

hey now, hey-ee-yeah hey now, hey-ee-yeah

All We'll Ever Be

take the keys out, babe you wanna stay let go of the steering wheel, babe I want you, too

ooh, let me show you the way, show you the way ooh, let me show you the way, show you the way

take a look at me tell me what you see are we all we'll ever be? yeah? are we all we'll ever be? well, that's just fine with me we're all we'll ever be, yeah

take your shoes off, babe and close the door let go of the future, babe it's gonna come

ooh, let me show you the way, show you the way ooh, let me show you the way, show you the way

take a look at me tell me what you see are we all we'll ever be? yeah? are we all we'll ever be? well, that's just fine with me we're all we'll ever be, yeah

keep your ring on, babe keep it on keep the words we wrote keep 'em all

He Got Up

one man, he read left one man, he read right they stood on top of their books they stood and blocked out the light they drew a line in the sand and tempted me to cross it out they talked like men who can but I know they can't -- I know they can't

one man, he stepped back one man, he thought twice he stood on his own two feet he stood on the thinnest of ice he blurred the line in the sand and tempted me to cross with him he talked like a man who knows and I know he knows -- I know he knows

he's been there too he's seen it too, yeah he's fallen down and down and down…

one man, he fell down one man, he got up he stood on his own two feet he stood on the thinnest of ice he let go of the books he read uncovered the words himself he talked like a man with hope and I know he dreams -- I know he dreams

he's been there too he's felt it too, yeah he's followed it round and round and round…

Onto Me

I slip this dress on -- for you it won't stay on for what we want to do I crack the door open -- he sleeps I crack in two the love he wants to keep

you belong to me ooh, get onto me

I slip this dress off -- we're alone it will stay off until you take me home I crack the door open -- he waits I crack in two the love he tries to hate

ooh, he's on to me ooh, he's on to me

I slip this dress off -- one last time it won't stay off I know you know what's mine I crack the door open -- he leaves I crack in two the love he needs to believe